Moonsong Glacier humph!

NO i should be apologizing for having to use google @ a fluent speaker oml-

The late light of midday drenched the frosted walls of Moonsong, and the silver remained suspended in the entirety of it as well as her present ignorance of another who edged the tranquil stage. Perhaps, if Aure had the ability to look through some of the eyes of those she’d met, she might’ve been able to see the charm that now-forever shied beneath the scarlet etching on her guise, her figure.

With all that had happened in nearly three seasons of her life, and with all that she’d done, all she would need to make up... beauty was the least of her concerns, and she would continue to remain modestly adamant of being dubbed such until she felt she truly deserved it. Until her gut ceased to flutter with hesitance and hope and horror at that prospect; of being worthy by family and friend alike to be touched, to be held once again.

As it was, though, beautiful things did not asked to be looked upon — and she never would. Not until she righted all she’d wronged.

It wasn’t until thin ears caught the leery scuff of paws, awhile away from her blind side, that her marred crown whirled about; the beginnings of an uncertain, guarded snarl hinting the moonstone planes of her once-lovely face. Who?— “Care eşti?”